Love Unspoken

Chapter 1542 Quinn cleared her throat and caught a quick look from Alexander. He probably already figured out who Quinn's friend was.

Quinn sighed, not wanting to drag it out any longer, and walked right up to Alexander. "It's Abigail. She's trying to have a baby with Landon, but he's dodging her. She askedhow she could get into his room." Alexander found it funny. "Why not have Landon go into Abigail's room instead?" Quinn asked, "How do you get him to go in willingly?" Alexander stared at her, his eyes intense.

Quinn tilted her head, confused by his look. It seemed like he had already given her the answer, but she couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Alexander raised his chin and said, "There's a big rat behind you." Quinn yelped, "What!" The image of a rat flashed in her mind, and she jumped to Alexander's side in a panic, only to turn around and see there was no rat.

She glared at Alexander. "You tricked me! There's no rat!" Alexander suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his lap, and chuckled, "Now you get it, right?" Quinn was momentarily stunned, finally realizing what Alexander meant.

When she was about to get up, Alexander pulled her back down. "What are you doing?" Quinn asked. Alexander said, "You've already thrown yourself into my arms. How can I let you go?" Quinn responded, "Stop messing around." "Just hold on for a bit," Alexander replied, leaning in closer.

But the next second, Sprout's voice cfrom the doorway, "Dada." Quinn quickly pushed Alexander away and stood up, looking towards the door. She saw Sprout and Brandy standing there. Sprout was clutching a walker and staring at them with wide eyes.

Quinn asked, "What's up?" Brandy mumbled, "Sprout pooped." Quinn had no choice but to leave Alexander and run over to pick up Sprout. She turned back to Alexander and said, "I'll go change his diaper." Sprout now wouldn't stay still like before; he would call out.

When he pooped, he called for Dada. When he peed, he called for Mama. His intentions were clear.

Quinn took Sprout back to the bedroom, changed his diaper, and then called Abigail back.

After hearing everything, Abigail gave her a thumbs up.

Abigail didn't even say much to Quinn and immediately went to put the plan into action.

After finishing eating, Landon would go back to his room, locking the door behind him. With surveillance outside, Abigail didn't dare to act rashly, and she couldn't get inside, so she was at a loss. Landon had just sat down in his chair when he heard Abigail's scream from the next room. He frowned and immediately went out.

Pushing open Abigail's door, Landon called out before even entering, "What's wrong?" Abigail was crouched on the floor, clutching her stomach, and looked up at him with difficulty. "Lock the door first. I think I've been shot." When asked to lock the door, Landon immediately becalert. He scanned the room, noting that everything, including the windows, was intact.

Finally, his gaze fell on Abigail's face. "Where did the bullet cfrom?" Abigail, realizing she might be in trouble, decided to amplify her acting. She groaned in pain and slowly collapsed. "It hurts." Landon hesitated for a moment, then let go of the door handle without locking it and walked towards Abigail.

He crouched down in front of her and reached out to take her hand. In the next second, Abigail grabbed his arm with both hands.

Landon paused for a moment, then looked at her knowingly. "Do you really have to do this?" Abigail clung to his arm, using his strength to sit up. "Yes. We don't have much time." Landon sighed, trying to reason with her. "Can you wait until I'm healed?" Abigail shook her head. "No way. I won't believe your lies. If I let you go this time, I might never catch you again. Since you're here, you're not leaving today." Landon stared at her, expressionless.

Abigail hugged him tightly, her other hand moving to his chest, trying to unbutton his shirt. "Tis running out. Let's hurry." Suddenly, Landon grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her back.

Abigail let out a scream, instinctively using her other hand to grab his arm, but Landon caught that hand too. Landon lifted her wrist, raising her hand and then moving it behind her head.

Abigail glared at Landon angrily. "Are you crazy?" Taking advantage of the moment, Landon grabbed her shoulder, pressed her to the ground, and pinned her hands behind her back. Abigail lay on the ground in a disheveled state, struggling to no avail.

After a few futile attempts, she gave up and lay weakly on the floor.

How ridiculous! She had been subdued by Landon with just one hand.

Landon's voice cfrom above her. "Stop playing these silly games. I won't agree to your request." Abigail asked, "Why not?" Landon replied, "No reason." Abigail's cheek pressed against the cold floor, and she lowered her eyes in silence.

Seeing her calm down, Landon slowly released her.

Abigail got up from the floor and looked at him. "Are you really going to makewait until I'm an old woman?" Landon responded, "You don't have to wait for me." Abigail asked, "What if I insist?" Landon fell silent.

Abigail looked at him intently, declaring, "Landon, I will wait for you, even if we don't have a child. want to have a child with you, not because it will makewait longer, but because I want to give you hope, to know that we're all waiting for you to chome." Landon stared at her for a long tbefore speaking. "Have you thought about the child? Have you considered if they want this?"

He continued, "Do you want the child to be born without a father? To spend their childhood waiting? To feel ashamed because their father is a notorious criminal, unable to stand tall in front of other kids, or to be called a fatherless bastard?" Landon said a lot in one breath, his tone not just for the child's sake but also filled with his own emotions. Abigail's eyes flickered. After Landon finished speaking, the room fell into a tense silence.

It was unclear how much tpassed before Abigail finally spoke. "Is that what you thought as a child?" Landon's lips twitched, and he looked away from Abigail, staring out the window.

Abigail took his hand. "You never tellabout your past. I don't know what you like or dislike."

She continued, "But Landon, everyone is born a blank slate. Who they becdepends on the guidance they receive. Don't worry, they won't have an unhappy childhood like yours. I've already talked to Alvin.

He's looking forward to the child's birth. When the child is born, they'll grow up in a loving family. We'll all love them. Even if we can't make up for the lack of a father's love, at least they'll be full of hope. Because they'll know that their father loves them."